sold? But thy time is come, accursed spirit! Thou wilt be chained, and
his heel will crush thy head.'

Here she was interrupted by the entrance of another person; her
friends thought that she was in delirium, and pitied her. The following
morning she owned that the previous night she had imagined herself to
be following our Saviour to the Garden of Olives, after the institution
of the Blessed Eucharist, but that just at that moment someone having
looked at the stigmas on her hands with a degree of veneration, she
felt so horrified at this being done in the presence of our Lord, that
she hastily hid them, with a feeling of pain. She then related her
vision of what took place in the Garden of Olives, and as she continued
her narrations the following days, the friend who was listening to her
was enabled to connect the different scenes of the Passion together.
But as, during Lent, she was also celebrating the combats of our Lord
with Satan in the desert, she had to endure in her own person many
sufferings and temptations. Hence there were a few pauses in the
history of the Passion, which were, however, easily filled up by means
of some later communications.

She usually spoke in common German, but when in a state of ecstasy,
her language became much purer, and her narrations partook at once of
child-like simplicity and dignified inspiration. Her friend wrote down
all that she had said, directly he returned to his own apartments; for
it was seldom that he could so much as even take notes in her presence.
The Giver of all good gifts bestowed upon him memory, zeal, and
strength to bear much trouble and fatigue, so that he has been enabled
to bring this work to a conclusion. His conscience tells him that he
has done his best, and he humbly begs the reader, if satisfied with the
result of his labours, to bestow upon him the alms of an occasional